by daddyT - daddytall (at) proton.me
Note by the author:
I'm back! It's not easy for me to get in the right mood to write. There is always something to do, or something to watch on the internet. But I had a vacation in Hungary again. I even visited the little diner were I flirted with the boy that then became Dávid in my head. Maybe that did it. At least I started to write again. Not as much, and not as fast as two years ago, but still, the process is the important thing. I hope you will enjoy this new setting of mine.
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Sincerely yours daddyT
What is love?
Many people with many words have tried to describe it, to deny it, to reject it. Still, it is a mystery to everyone until someone falls in love for the very first time, themselves.
Fourteen-year-old Noel watched in disbelief at the scene unfolding before him. Like nearly every day, he and his friends were hanging out at the soccer cage in the big backyard of their housing complex. Playing soccer, roughhousing around, smack talking to each other. But today Noel's little brother Eliott had brought 'a friend'. This boy seemingly came out of nowhere. On Monday, Eliott talked about a new boy in his class. And now, three days later, the new boy was here in 'their' cage, in 'their' backyard. Noel didn't like that at all. He was the oldest there, he should have been asked beforehand - and he would have said no. But his little brother showed up with this other boy in tow and had declared that this 'friend' of his was now part of their group.
Normally Eliott was shy with strangers; he looked up to his big brother and did (nearly) everything that was asked of him. But with this new boy, everything seemed different. Eliott had been adamant in his declaration and stared every opposition down. And then he and his 'friend' had been playing together with all of them, but somehow it felt like they were doing everything together, in a bubble, and they were always smiling and laughing at each other. Noel didn't like that whole affair one bit. But he loved his little brother and said nothing.
At 6 p.m., most boys had to go home for dinner, but having French roots, the family of the two brothers always ate late. That meant that only three boys were left: Noel, Eliott, and Markus, the new boy. On a normal evening, Noel and his brother would have played goal line shooting, but Eliott was now sitting on top of the goal together with his 'friend' Markus. They were looking at Eliott's phone and were giggling and generally behaving very silly.
For a while, Noel just practiced shooting at the goal on his side, but he was getting bored fast. He decided to climb onto the goal on his side, and with nothing else to do, he watched the boys on the other side.
They were sitting very close to each other, and Eliott had one arm draped around the shoulders of Markus. Noel knew perfectly well how this felt. It was his favorite thing when he was alone with his little brother. But until today, Noel had been the one with his arm around the smaller boy, guiding him, protecting him.
The fourteen-year-old contemplated his options. Should he try to break them apart, or should he let them be and be bored out of his mind?
All those thoughts were driven out of Noel's mind when Eliott stowed his phone in his pocket, and then Markus half-turned to Eliott, hugging the other boy from the side. Eliott smiled as big as he ever had smiled, cocked his head, and put it on top of Markus' head.
When he saw this, a realization hit Noel. The boys on the other side were not mere friends; they were in love.
For the next thirty minutes or so, Noel watched the other boys very closely. Now that he knew what he was looking for, he saw it clearly. The smiles, the touches, the closeness - it was like in a movie about love.
But how could his twelve-year-old brother find someone to fall in love with, when Noel himself, at fourteen, had not found someone yet? Oh, he had tried. He had already dated a couple of girls - even kissed some of them - but there was never a spark like in the movies. Noel had been aroused, sure, but more out of the excitement of the situation than of real attraction.
While Noel was sitting there, watching the two lovebirds, some strange feelings stirred up in the teen. He was jealous, of that he was sure, and he was annoyed that he could not play with his little brother, but then he was also kind of proud of Eliott for being so mature. And then Noel had to admit that Markus was kinda cute.
Markus had stunning green eyes, long dark eyelashes, and red lips that looked more kissable than those of most of the girls Noel had dated. Markus was a bit shorter than Eliott and shy, painfully so. While they were all playing, the tween had said maybe ten words, and all of them were directed at Eliott. Now the two were having a lively conversation, interrupted only by giggles and blushes.
When an unknown ring tone sounded, Noel was torn out of his thoughts. Markus took his phone out of his pocket, and a short conversation later he and Eliott came down from the goal. Markus shouldered his backpack, and then he and Eliott stood and looked right at each other, both boys looked unsure on how to proceed. Noel hurried to get down, too. Seeing the smaller boys just standing there, Noel, being the nice big brother he was, did something that maybe changed all their lives.
Noel walked over to the younger boys, grinned widely, and said: "Now kiss already you two!" Eliott giggled, and Markus eyes flickered over to Noel. "I know you want to - go ahead; we need to be home in 5." "Do you really want to?" Eliott asked Markus. The shy boy did not answer, but nodded timidly.
Eliott took Markus' hands in his own. Then, like in slow motion, the two tweens moved their heads in each other's direction. Noel, who was watching them intensely, grinned widely when two pairs of lips finally met and were pressed together for a couple of seconds.
"Well done!" Noel applauded. "We have to get going now; otherwise, dad will kill us."
The two lovebirds needed more than five minutes to let go of each other, but when Noel and his brother were finally home, Eliott was so enthusiastically telling their parents about the newfound friend that there were no repercussions.
Later that evening they all watched a movie on Netflix, the two brothers already in their sleeping clothes sitting together on the big couch cuddling with each other under a big blanket. This time Noel had his arm around his little brother, holding him near, and Eliott had his head on his big brother's shoulder.
"How did it feel?" Noel whispered when some boring discussion took place in the movie. "What?" Eliott turned his head. "How did the kiss feel?" "Ohhh..." the smaller boy paused for a moment. "It was wonderful. I really felt like I was floating." Noel smiled. "And did you get a boner?" Eliott paused again, then, getting red like a tomato, he just answered with: "Yeah." "I bet you are hard right now again," his big brother teased.
There was some movement under the blanket when Eliott checked.
"And?" Noel pressed on.
"I'm really hard." Eliott admitted.
"Want to rub one out?"
"What do you mean?" The little guy seemed confused.
"You know about masturbation! You already had sex education!"
"Yeah. But I never saw what the fuss is all about."
"You serious?" Noel asked a bit shocked.
"Yeah."
"So you kissed a boy already, but you never had an orgasm?"
"Do I need to?"
"Dude! It's the second best feeling in the world."
"The second best? What's the best one?"
"Falling in love," Noel explained.
"What does that feel like?"
"How do you feel when you look into Markus' eyes?"
"I..." the twelve year old needed to think for a bit. "It's like I am losing myself - in a good way. I want to be near him. I want to hold him forever. I am just really, really happy."
"See, you already know how it feels," his big brother answered.
"So... You really think I am falling for Markus?" Just the thought of this made the boy timid.
"I think you are head over heels in love with him."
At that moment, the big screen on the wall exploded with action, and the boy's conversation was cut off.
After the movie, when the boys were lying in their beds and their parents had said their good-nights, Eliott turned to his big brother on the other wall of the boy's room.
"How do I do it?" The twelve-year-old asked.
"What?"
"You know."
"Oh. Just grab your stiffy and move your skin up and down."
"I did that many times already. It feels good, but..."
Noel sighed. "It seems I have to show you how it's done, Eli."
"You will?"
Instead of an answer, Noel moved to the side of his bed, creating some space. Then he moved his blanket out of the way and patted his hand on the now free space.
Eliott went out of his bed and laid down beside his big brother in an instant.
"Just close your eyes and think of Markus," Noel instructed.
Eliott did as he was asked - and instantly a big smile appeared on his face. Then unexpectedly, the boy turned on his side and moved his left arm over to his older brother's head and pulled gently.
Noel was startled. "Eli," he whispered. "Are you sure you want to do that with me." "Pssst. Don't talk... Markus."
Submitting to this brothers make-believe, Noel gave up his resistance and let his head be pulled over. When their lips finally touched, Noel got lightheaded. Kissing his brother felt so much better than kissing all those girls before. The kiss lasted longer and longer, and Noel felt something give in his mind. The older boy moved right up to Eliott, pressing himself into as much of his little brother's body as possible. When their bodies touched, Eliott opened his mouth and let out a moan that was silenced by his Noel's mouth pressing right back.
The two boys made out for the next couple of minutes. Eliott still pretended to be with his Markus and Noel... The young teen felt things that he had never felt before. This was somehow right. Maybe not that he was kissing his brother, but that he was kissing a boy - a younger one. But then he became aware of something else, something that enhanced his experience manifold: Eliott's hard dick pressed rhythmically into Noel's stomach. Slowly at first, but then the humping got faster and faster.
Eliott broke the kiss to get some air, but he did not open his eyes; instead, the tween rolled both of them so that he was on top of his bigger brother. The boy took his Noel's head in both of his hands and went in for another long kiss. Noel liked being squeezed down under his brother. Eliott was light enough to not cause any distress, and the younger boy was again humping his dick against his brother's stomach. Noel first hugged his brother with both arms, but then his hands wandered down the small of his back, and finally they were grasping Eliott's lightly clad bottom.
The younger brother moaned again, increasing the speed of his humping motion.
"That feels so good, Markus," Eliott whispered, breaking their kiss.
Noel just held onto the body on top of him, Eliott was now bucking around in ever increasing speed until finally the movement stopped.
"Oh my god, Markus." Noel moaned while his still smallish dick pulsed against his brother's tummy for a couple of times.
For a short while, Noel held onto the small globes of his younger brother's bottom, enjoying the feeling of them tensing and relaxing, but only a couple of minutes later he sensed the regular breaths that told him that the little one was already asleep. Noel moved them over to their sides, and while he thought about getting himself off, but he felt so elated that he had no need for it, so he cuddled into his little brother and closed his eyes, falling to sleep nearly instantly.
P.S. If you liked this story, you may be interested in my other ones:
Hungarian Rhapsody A series about a man and two boys (completed)
Luka A series about a man and a boy (still ongoing, but on hiatus right now)
Airplane mode on An adventure on a plane
Closer A scene for the movie "Close" that would change everything